Chapter 50 Ancient Sword Without Edge

Chapter 50 The ancient sword has no edge

Hearing what Yu Jizi said, Zui Taoist smiled bitterly in his heart.

In the past fifteen years, since Ye Xiaochuan was still a baby in the past few years, I had hardly put any thought into it. Several female disciples from the Cangyun Sect helped to take care of him. Among them, Ning Xiangruo was one of the people who used to take care of Ye Xiaochuan.

When Ye Xiaochuan was eight years old, he finally remembered whether it was time to teach him the true method, so he gave Ye Xiaochuan the formula of the true method of Yin Yang, Qian Kun Dao, and later taught him some footwork, bodywork, and the eight divine sword postures.

However, Ye Xiaochuan is, after all, the son of Ye Tianxing, the former ghost king of Demon Cult Ghost Xuanzong. The drunk Taoist inevitably had some doubts in his heart and did not guide him attentively. In the past seven or eight years, Ye Xiaochuan has been practicing on his own, so Ye Xiaochuan practiced on his own three months ago. Ogawa is only at the fourth level of the Divine Sea realm.

As a master, he did not expect that in a short period of time, his apprentice's cultivation seemed to advance very quickly, and he could actually suppress Hu Daoxin, who had cultivated the Yin-Yang Universe Dao to the sixth level of the Soul Realm, with close combat.

Faced with the inquiry from the leader, Senior Brother Yujizi, Zui Taoist didn't know how to answer.

Master Jingxuan saw her disciple being suppressed by Ye Xiaochuan, and was shocked and angry. She said lightly: "This Ye Xiaochuan was only a cultivation base at the fourth level of the divine sea that had not yet entered the mainstream three months ago. In this short period of time, Time has made such rapid progress in cultivation, and the strangest thing is that the body technique he performed seems to be the Nine Palaces and Eight Steps passed down by our Cangyun Sect ancestors, but there are changes..."

She frowned slightly, squinted her eyes and stared closely at Ye Xiaochuan, who was jumping up and down on the ring, dodging left and right, and continued: "There seems to be something different about the changes."

Many of the seniors around him nodded secretly. Many of the Cangyun Sect elders knew the Nine Palaces and Eight Steps very well. How could they not see the weirdness of Ye Xiaochuan's footwork?

Yu Jizi said: "Footwork and body skills are dead, and people are alive. It depends on how they use them. This nephew Xiaochuan's body skills are a bit weird. Look at his sword skills, they look like those of our Cangyun Sect." His swordsmanship in close combat is paradoxical. Although he does not strictly follow the sword moves taught by Cangyun, his power is not reduced but increases. In conjunction with his messy footwork, it has a miraculous effect. "

Having said this, he paused, glanced at Master Zui intentionally or unintentionally, and said, "Junior Brother Zui, was the sword in the hands of Junior Nephew Ogawa given to you by you?"

The drunk Taoist shook his head blankly and said: "Senior Brother Qi, the bad guy has repeatedly violated the rules of the sect. He was punished three months ago and was forced to cross a cliff. He just came out today. I don't know where his sword came from. I didn’t know that he also signed up for the competition.”

A strange light flashed through Yu Jizi's eyes. As the thirty-seventh generation head of Cangyun Sect, he naturally knew some secrets within the sect that ordinary disciples and elders did not know. Others could not recognize the secrets in Ye Xiaochuan's hands. How could he not recognize that ancient sword without an edge?

Compared to Ye Xiaochuan's unstructured footwork and body skills, what he cared about most was the ancient sword in Ye Xiaochuan's hand, which was most likely the Wufeng that had been lost for more than six thousand years.

If it is really Wu Feng, then Cangyun Sect will be more sure of revitalizing. As far as he knows, Wu Feng and Zhan Chen are male and female swords, equally powerful. If Cangyun Sect can get Wu Feng's help, it can rise again. It’s not impossible!

He knows the drunk Taoist. He only likes a few sips of wine on weekdays and will not deceive himself. Since the drunk Taoist said that he does not know the origin of this sword, the sword in Ye Xiaochuan's hand should be the one he has been thinking about for the past three months. The adventure of crossing the cliff.

The Wufeng Ancient Sword was of great importance, and it was hard for Kodama Jizi to say anything in detail in front of so many righteous seniors.

The nine-tailed sky fox demon Xiaofu glanced at Yu Jizi from the corner of her eye. She already understood that Yu Jizi had recognized that the fairy sword in Ye Xiaochuan's hand was Wu Feng, who was as famous as the Nine Heaven Divine Weapon Zhan Chen.

Yao Xiaofu whispered to himself in a voice that he could only hear: "Wufeng and Zhanchen came out at the same time, and fell into the hands of the younger generation of male and female disciples of Cangyun Sect at the same time. It seems that there will be another bloody storm in the world. Why……"

She sighed quietly, feeling some unknown vicissitudes of life and some inexplicable sadness.

In the arena.

Hu Daoxin's heart was full of anger at this moment. She was wearing a powerful real skill, but she was completely suppressed by Ye Xiaochuan in close combat. She couldn't raise her head and was completely unable to use it. This fight that she was full of confidence in at this moment was not to mention how frustrating it was.

She tried to break out of Ye Xiaochuan's sword circle several times, but was blocked every time by Ye Xiaochuan's inexplicable sword.

Moreover, Hu Daoxin also discovered a very scary fact. Ye Xiaochuan's swordsmanship was not very sharp and smooth at the beginning. After half a stick of incense, Ye Xiaochuan seemed to be improving in actual combat. His sword strikes were getting faster and faster, and he was getting more and more urgent. There are fewer and fewer flaws.

Initially, facing Ye Xiaochuan's crazy attack, Hu Daoxin was still able to defend with seven points and attack with three points. In less than a stick of incense, she no longer had the energy to organize a counterattack and was completely forced to defend.

With every breath, the two swords collided more than dozens of times. Because Ye Xiaochuan's divine sword was too powerful, Hu Daoxin's entire right side was numb and unconscious, so he had to switch to holding the sword with his left arm.

But holding the sword with her left arm, her speed was far slower than that of her right arm. After a few rounds, she already knew that she was going to be defeated very useless in this round.

Ye Xiaochuan also discovered this, and relied on the unstoppable power of the Divine Sword Pei to attack continuously. When he saw that Hu Daoxin, who was being beaten by him, was already holding the sword in his left hand, he knew that his opportunity had come.

He roared angrily, poured all his true power into the divine sword, and a sword energy struck straight down from above.

Hu Daoxin was horrified. Because the sword energy came so fast, he couldn't dodge it, so he had to raise his hand to block it.

boom!

There was a loud noise, followed by a wave of air that swept out, surging on the defensive water curtain surrounding the fighting arena.

In the eyes of everyone, the moment the two swords intersected, the Lingzhuo Immortal Sword in Hu Daoxin's hand was blown away from his arm with a whoosh. Ye Xiaochuan seemed not to be affected at all, he stepped forward and stabbed Hu Daoxin in the face with his sword.

Hu Daoxin took nine steps to escape. Unexpectedly, Ye Xiaochuan seemed to have expected the sword that she had just dodged, and had already blocked her retreat.

"Taiyi Divine Palm!"

Ye Xiaochuan shouted loudly, his left hand changed unpredictably, penetrated the clouds and fog, and suddenly shot out, a cyan palm print came out from his palm, and around the cyan palm print, there was a Tai Chi Bagua pattern.

The palm prints and patterns grew larger in the wind, and in an instant they became half the size of a human being.

Hu Daoxin had just dodged Ye Xiaochuan's sword, when the cyan Tai Chi palm print came over her. The fairy sword Lingzhuo in her hand had just been knocked down by Ye Xiaochuan. How could she take this move of Tai Yi Divine Palm?